This is my favorite week of the year.
It’s too late to worry about what hasn’t been done in the past 12 months and too soon to be concerned about starting on the to-do list for the next 52 weeks.
There’s nothing much that has to be done and all day to do it.
Today, I walked, read, met friends and shared dinner with them.
It was a day filled simple pleasures for which I’m grateful.